Sitting in the main office in the hated official robe of Beauxbatons blue, with it's trimmings of gold, sat Professor Luthor. It was as innocuous as he could manage to look when meeting parents.
The floo arrival was a touch smokey but Lex still stood and let his eyes scan over the three people in front of him in the moments where they were catching their breathe and equilibrium. People skimmed looks of him all the time, he'd learned to return the favour.
It didn't escape his notice that rather than the traditional one parent in front and one behind, it was the child once again leading the way.
"Remus." It wasn't a question. "Mr and Mrs Lupin."